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Put your coat down
Come sit by me and don't make a sound 
It's my turn now 
I'll prove my love, won't leave room to doubt 

So cool off
Take a breath

to the rind, till my bones turn to the dust
While the world rots away in a pile of its junk
Yuck, turned off by the glamour
Bring the rage of Thor when I drop my

Loses
Watch your step boy approach me with Caution 
All that Bitching be making my Nauseous
Missing Church so I trippled my Crosses
I’m surrounded by

to pass!
First question! What's 2+1?
Easy, 3! Boy, this is fun!
You're doing great, what's 2+8?
10 is what I calculate!

What? No!

I need to call my mom but

Yeah yeah yaaaah 

You know what time it is 
Uh yeah 
It's your oh oozy oozy oozy 
It's your boy oozayee 

How long for de tawa for di tin dem wae

tell me what to do
Eaten by the pain and locked in the cage
Have you ever been drenched in raining shame
Disgraceful waste, a waste of space
Disintegrate

know that i will be missing you now and then. you know that. 

Have been missing you now and then you make me blend sexy girl you turn it well you make

heart and she got makeup on her face
We both know how to cover up and turn the other way
Maybe we should take a moment, see how we relate
You don't know

feel it
Baby
Make sure seh mi knack it make you wet ten times daily
Squeeze your breast
Beat pan di pam Pam scammer with di Bangor
ch no course
Nuff boys

by his brother's name

Get up on him with that yop and bust that nigga fuckin' brain
Turn his name into a holiday since he keep dissin' games
Them

hit his ass then I spin again
That choppa be sing high notes
Like its getting a ft form the Weeknd
I ain't missing if I cock it at a angle
Baby boy yo

need
Any snitch on my side
You fucking it up
I hate you so much
You can't really know
When the time is up
I'm about to live a new life
I don't need any

I tell her I go by the name Kobi Jonz and she giggle for a bit
Wake Up

You waited for me
On this boulevard of broken hearts broken dreams
Take away

Ah
Sexy
Come on

I feel the beat
The music's gettin high
Got on the heat
I see you pass me by
I turn to stare yeah
But you don't seem to care

started made a vow ain't nothing changed
I didn't cut off anybody shit they did it to themselves
If they say they went against me I would take em out this

Game Got Switched

Brad Baker

Tribute to Ludacris [Tribute Sounds]

2005

[Chorus: x2]
I hate it when it's too many niggas, not enough hoes
Too many rookies, not enough pros
The game got switched on some Ludacris shit

Bottle of Whiskey

John Corbett

John Corbett

2006

Now when me and the boys start drinkin', we start talkin'
Swappin' stories about all the wild women we've known
When the conversation turns, to you

VERSE 1
I ain't got time to listen to your prom boy
better listen to my prom
oh I see you doing that
I've got a big prom like a woman got
a big prom for

no hoe 
cause she’ll tell a lie 
This is trap shit not a lull-by 
if we catch him make a nigga die 
Flooded my AP I flooded my wrist 
taking my shot

fit in my 2 seat
The space be occupied by the bitch on my meat
Nah she crazy, she tryna suck on me
I tell her her head game wack, I really don't want no

chill I got no chill 

I'll fuck ya bitch if we meet more than once 
I hit all day ain't even order lunch 
She taking molly got em by the bunch  
I stroke

Only, only God can judge me 
Only, only God can judge me 
I ain’t perfect 
I ain’t perfect 
Only, only God can judge me

Always by myself gotta look

a sip
I think she do gymnastics by the way that she flip
Brand new Gucci glasses you can tell that they authentic
I might pull up with a taxi, but you

exotic you can tell by the smell
Twin up in this bitch you know we smokin onnat thrax
Fuck that bitch and kick her out, she aint nun but a gnat
We serving